Today I drove us to Treasure Island beach. We had just passed Clearwater, and I saw my husband moving his arm awkwardly. I asked if he was okay, and he said that he had a pain in it. This is the first time it’s happened in the car, so at the lights I gave him a nitro. Within 3 minutes the pain was gone. Mini heart attacks are the norm for him.
We stopped off for a bite to eat. Once at the timeshare, I put the food away.
I always walk the beach along the water’s edge, and then check on hubby regularly.
I went down for sunset, and was taking a photo when the rain poured down. Yes, sun setting, and getting drowned.
Came up, showered, and trying to catch up. The Internet is so slow, that it won’t load posts fully, therefore I am apologizing in advance for not keeping up.
The glass of wine is relaxing.